I have never loved someone the way I love you I have never seen a smile like yours And if you grow up to be king or clown or pauper I will say you are my favorite one in town. I have never held a hand so soft and sacred When I hear your laugh I know heaven’s key And when I grow to be a poppy in the graveyard I will send you all my love upon the breeze. And if the breeze won’t blow your way, I will be the sun And if the sun won’t shine your way, I will be the rain And if the rain won’t wash away all your aches and pains I will find some other way to tell you you’re okay.
Posted on: Tue, 14 Oct 2014 05:17:48 +0000
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